Raven
"What!!!
My hands trembled as I caught sight of the scene before me, my eyes stung with unshed tears.
This must be a nightmare that I need to wake up from. Matt was saying the wedding vows with another woman. The man who once gazed at me with love now stood before another, his eyes shining with adoration.
At that moment, I wanted to scream, to run away, but my legs had turned jelly, making my feet rooted to the spot.
Matt was the Alpha of a neighbouring pack. We had been lovers since we were teenagers, and we'd officially dated for 5 years, but just last month, he announced that he would be marrying me. I couldn't help but smile when he proposed because Matt was the true definition of a good man, he was caring and very loving. What more could I want?
I was happy that I was finally getting married to the man that I had loved for years, there was no better joy than that.
He would marry me and make me his Luna and mate, or so I thought.
I opened my eyes, hoping to wake from this horror, just in time to see them lock lips after the Priest had pronounced them husband and wife.
My mind reeled in utter shock; my eyes scanned the scene, searching for a hidden camera, anything to explain this nightmare.
The elegant decorations and smiling faces seemed to mock me, their soft murmurs of congratulations a cruel reminder of my despair.
My emotions consumed me and I suddenly rushed towards them.
Ma..tt? Is that...you? I stammered, my voice trembling and tears welling up my eyes.
I just wanted to hear whatever explanation he has for this betrayal.
But a smirk twisted his face, heartless and cruel.
"Are you blind?" he asked, his voice full of malice.
I lunged at him, my fists clenched as I grasped his collar.
"No. No. This can't be happening; today is supposed to be our wedding day, Matt; tell me this is a prank, please." I begged, desperation settling in.
My wolf's sorrowful yip echoed within me and I gave way to tears.
Matt's new wife pushed me angrily from his chest. 'And who the hell are you?' She barked, her voice echoing like a slap.
I dropped weakly to the ground, the chatter of the wedding reception fading into chaos.
My mother's scream pierced the air as she rushed towards me to help me get up, her arms enveloping me like a shield.
I had thought my parents would be against the fact that I couldn't wait to find my fated mate before getting married but they had surprised me.
They were happy with my decision to finally get married without having to find my fated mate. Some wolves get to meet their mate, luckily for them, but we who didn't get to meet ours on time were left with no choice but to take up a chosen mate.
Now, Matt has ruined my only chance of being happy
Exhaustion weighed on me as I cried out, "Matt? Why? Today is our wedding day." tears pooled down my face.
"What wedding? Do you think that an Alpha like me would get married to a weak Omega like you?" He spat out, hugging his new wife. I stared at him in disbelief.
"What in the world are you saying, Matt"?
"I have been with you right from the start, and you chose to call me a weakling?"
"Does this sound like kind of a mistake?" I asked, moving towards him again.
"Hey, stay right there. Take one more step and I'll have the guards throw you out of my wedding." His wife spat at me, causing me to freeze.
Matt remained silent, he stood there, his lips locked on hers.
"Matt, please say something. What about us? We've been together for a long time and you can't end us like this." I screamed, collapsing to the floor.
The betrayal sliced through me like a knife, agony engulfed me, leaving an open wound.
He had ruined my one chance of being happy in life or so I thought.
My mum sat beside me on the floor, weeping, "It's okay, Raven. You'll be fine." She tried to console me but even that could not mend my shattered heart.
I looked up to see Matt still locking lips with his shameless wife and my heart broke in a thousand pieces.
I needed to be alone, I peeled off my heels and rose, my feet shaking like leaves.
"May you never know peace for the pains you've caused me. I wish you two good luck as you rot in hell." I spat, my voice venomous
I was overwhelmed with pain and anger, that I wasn't thinking straight. It was as though my emotions were wrestling for dominance, leaving me in a toxic, breathless mode.
Every muscle in me vibrated with rage as if my very foundation was crumbling, my heart racing. "What was happening to me?"
I could feel severe pain and wrath running through me, something was wrong.
Ara, my wolf stirred, her powers unfolding like a volcano.
"I think she's shifting." I heard someone say.
What? My wolf was ready to come out after all these years of being trapped within me.
I could hear the cracks of my bones, my body reshaping itself, and my senses reeled as my wolf took full dominance.
I dashed out of the hall as her wild power coursed through me.
Fuck!!!
Out in the woods, lonely and scared.
My heart raced as fear crept in, making my bones chill. We'd been running for hours, Ara was finally calm. But as dusk fell, I realized I was lost.
My mind link wasn't working, it was as if my access was blocked out.
"Where was I?" I muttered. Ara, who was never so quiet, was still, the silence deafening with each passing second.
I sat confused on the forest ground and tried to call out to her to take us back the same way she brought us here, but she remained still, hurting from the betrayal.
Suddenly, a tantalizing scent wrapped my nostrils like a warm embrace. I breathed in deeply, longing to hold that intoxicating scent in my lungs forever.
Ara jumped up, yipping happily. I followed the direction of the scent as though pulled by an invisible force. An unseen pull, impossible to resist.
"Could it be?" She snarled excitedly in my head.
"Calm down, girl,' I shot back as I hastened my steps towards the scent.
After a few more steps, I got to the lake, and the scent was now stronger, driving me crazy. Every cell in my body reached out, seeking connection from whoever the scent belonged to.
Just then, under the moonlight, my eyes landed on a masculine figure. Instantly, the scent overwhelmed me.
"Mates." Ara's joyful howl ignited a spark within me.
My mind reeled, and I struggled to comprehend what was happening
As I drew closer to see who it was, I noticed something and my excitement faded away.
"He was not alone."
"Not just one but three, three mates."
I shifted into my human form as the three men approached. Our eyes met, and it was instantly filled with a deep connection.
"Was it true?" I wondered. "Fated to be with three men?" "What would happen now?”
My heart raced as they approached me together at the same time and pace.
One of them spoke, his voice husky and low "We've been searching for you."
As they surrounded me, their combined essence enveloped me, intoxicating and irres
istible.
“How can I trust them after what Matt did to me?” I feel a connection, but is it just my imagination? My heart was racing.
Raven POVAs they reached me, my legs trembled beneath me, struggling to hold my weight My breath caught in my throat as the tallest of them towered over me, his broad frame radiating intensity.His eyes blazed with anger, the lines around his mouth forming a scowl"Who are you?" He growled, his voice low and menacing. I froze, as though paralyzed, my mind struggling to catch upHe grasped my chin, his touch firm but sending a jolt of fear in me.He tilted my face upwards, forcing me to meet his gaze"I said, who are you?" He barked, his breath hot against my ear."Ansel, ease up," One of them said, placing a hand on his shoulder. "She's scared.”I flinched, my thoughts returning, "I'm Raven.," I stuttered. “I'm not afraid of you guys,” I lied, my voice trembling.His eyes lingered on me before shifting to his brothers, who flanked him. Their unified steps sent a shiver down my spineTheir eyes narrowed, piercing me with intensity. “Wedding dress!” They chorused. “Are you running
Raven POV I looked at them, glancing from one face to the other. "Where are we?" I managed to say, breaking the silence. I got no reply. I had already forgotten that these men were rude and arrogant, I wasn't expecting a reply from them. They went deeper into the village, passing houses and a few people with scattered bushes. I also noticed something as we passed, people bowed or greeted these men when we passed. And that left me with one conclusion; they were men of high status. We walked for a while, and I could feel my legs giving up at this point; I was already weak, and I had been walking for a long time. "Please wait!" I said as I collapsed on the floor to rest my already tired legs. "There's no time for such trivial jokes." The tallest one barked.He was to be the one with the coldest temper."Please, I can't continue. My legs are heavy." I explained, massaging my sore foot.He dragged me up and pounced me onto his body as he tagged along with the other men. I slept
-Raven POV I had barely made a whimper when Asher's gruff voice got me, "Come here, mate.”The hint of alpha command that lashed at my skin had me stepping forward and then bending over to remove my underwear. He watched my body move, my breasts sway, with the kind of rapt attention I’d never found in another partner, not until now. Rowan prowled closer; his deep brown eyes stared into mine as I moved, and then they dropped down to my bare pussy.“You can move now,” he prompted, turning the page. “Just lower yourself down slowly. There, hold that pose for just a second.” Ansel shuffled closer, drawing with startling accuracy the curve of my parted thighs, the complicated jumble of my folds and Asher’s mouth straining to get to me. I couldn’t hold the pose for long.“Fuck, you’re dripping."His hands shot up, no matter what Rowan wanted, and Asher pulled me down onto his face, his tongue. It felt like that wet, mobile length speared straight into me, making me shiver.“Oh god…” I wh
Raven POV I've always read romance stories of wolves who marry their fated mate, walking hand in hand with each other, laughing together and whispering sweet nothings in each other's ear. But never did I think that mine would be triplets who only care about nothing but: what's between my legs.The memories of the night flooded my mind and I gave way to a low growl as I recall how each of them pounced on me, claiming my virginity. Remembering the sweet tales my mother used to tell me about the first night with a fated mate, the gentle touch and soft caresses, the warmth of each other's presence made a smirk form on my lips but the events of the night crashed against those fantasies like a cold wave. My skin prickled with unease because of the shock holding me. I tried to get up from bed, but my legs felt numb; feeling as though my muscles were crushed. I stumbled, catching myself on the bed frame. “This is not the life I wanted,” I murmured to myself, feeling a mix of pain, ange
Ansel's POVHer lips were trembling, fear etching all over her but I couldn't help but smile. I could hear the rapid beat of her heart, matching the pounding going on in my chest. Her eyes showed evident fear as she took a step back, but I wasn't here to cajole her. I'm never going to allow any she-wolf to treat me like shit. Asher's gaze narrowed, he gritted his teeth and reached for Raven, taking her hands in his.Asher's desire to protect her was clear. He has always been free-spirited, willing to give anybody their space but I didn't budge. Raven's gleaming eyes full of defiance were enough proof that she wasn't as innocent as she looked.And I refuse to be caught off guard.I threw some training pants which I had brought with me, recalling she came here with nothing. “Quickly, change to this! We don't have all day.” I said, boring my gaze onto her.“In this pack, you must be strong to protect yourself and as our mate, you are not allowed to be weakling. I voiced out.” venom d
Raven POVI stood rooted on the spot, my heart pounding on my chest as the guard broke the news about their father. Their faces fell, etched with concern as they exchanged worried glances, brows furrowed. Without delay, they scurried off with a sense of urgency, their footsteps, quick and urgent.The air was charged with tension. Guards and maids rushed past me, their footsteps pounding on the ground and echoing through the stillness. The eerie silence that followed only confirmed to me that something was wrong.“Did their father die?”I hurried forward to see for myself but crashed on the ground, hitting the floor with full force. Pain reverberated through me as I glanced at the fresh bruises on my wrists and knees_ Ansel's tight grip had left its mark. For a moment, I lay there, overwhelmed by anguish.“Why was I concerned about their welfare when all they've shown me is wickedness?” I muttered to myself. I couldn't care less.I scrambled up, supporting myself with my hands rest
Rowen POVWhen I stepped into the king’s chamber, I was immediately hit by the familiar scent of his wolf. But there was another scent now,, something more ancient lingered—the scent of the curse. It was growing stronger.My father, once a fearless warrior, now lay weak, his strength slipping away, his hair now completely white, a sign his power was slipping away from him. The sight of him like this sent a sharp pain through my chest.Dropping to my knees beside his bed,. “Father…” my voice was barely above a whisper.My brothers, Ansel and Asher, knelt beside me, their expressions a mirror of my own pain.He gave us a weary smile, his voice hoarse. “My sons… I’m sorry you have to see me like this. I am trying to hold on, but I grow weaker by the day. I can barely even hear my wolf speak anymore…”Fear shot through my body like lightning making me feel sick. Even Ansel sucked in a sharp breath.We all knew what it meant when a werewolf began losing connection with his wolf. And it was
Raven's POVI struggled against their grip, my heels scraping against the cold, hard ground as they dragged me forward. Stones and pebbles dug into my heels. I hissed, biting down on my lip to keep from making a sound.They weren’t even trying to be gentle.Bastards.“Let me go!” I pleaded again, twisting my wrists, trying to break free, but their hands were like iron shackles around my wrist.The taller guard, his face twisted in a permanent scowl, snorted. “Shut up. Be glad we’re being civil with you.”“Civil?” I barked out a bitter laugh, my chest heaving with anger. “You call this civil?”The shorter one, his grip tightening painfully, leaned down just enough for his breath to brush against my ear. “Trust me, outsider, you don’t want to see what uncivil looks like.”A shiver ran down my spine, but I refused to let them see fear in my eyes.We walked further and further away from the place where my mates had left me, confusion and fear twisting in my chest. My vision blurred as tear
Rowan’s POVToday has been one hell of a day.I knew we’d face challenges in the Whispering Woods, but this—this was something else entirely. My hands were still shaking. My mind couldn’t stop replaying what I had just witnessed.Raven’s blood… it did something.And the way we found the tree so easily, almost as if it had been waiting for her.The Moonstone was supposed to be a myth. A story told to pups about a long-lost relic of power. Yet there it was, real and glowing in Liora’s hands. And whatever Raven did… it awakened it.At least now I wouldn’t have to soak the Moonstone in wolfsbane—that was supposed to be the hardest part. Though I still had to meet the priestess, the stone was already reacting. That alone was enough to unsettle me.But none of that matters right now. Because Raven lay limp in my arms.One second she was talking—shaken but alive. The next, she collapsed.I bent down, cradling her. “Raven? "Raven!” I tapped her cheek, but she didn’t move.Rome, my wolf, stirr
Raven POVWe pressed deeper into the Whispering Woods, the air growing heavier with each step. The trees weren’t just tall—they loomed. Their trunks twisted like writhing bodies, knots forming shapes too close to human faces. Some were frozen in silent screams. Others just watched.Liora swallowed hard. “Rowan didn’t slow, but I saw the way his jaw tightened. “Stay close,” he ordered, his voice low, controlled.I was already sticking close to him, but now, I moved even nearer.Liora took a shaky step back. “We need to hurry. How are we even supposed to find the biggest tree in this—”Then I heard a whisper.A low hissing directly in my ear.I spun around so fast I nearly tripped. But there was nothing. Just trees and darkness.But I felt it. Cold breath against my skin.I turned back to Rowan, my pulse hammering. He was watching me, his expression unreadable, but his hand found my wrist. A grounding touch.“We don’t stop,” he said firmly. “We keep moving.”I nodded. I understand him
Raven POV Rowan woke me before dawn.“Leave me alone,” I grumbled, rolling closer to him and burying my face against the warmth of his chest.He chuckled, his breath ruffling my hair. “Little wolf, we have to keep moving. The faster we get the Moonstone, the sooner we find the descendant.”I groaned but forced myself to roll out of bed. “Fine.”“That’s better.” He nudged me toward the bathroom, his lips quirking in amusement.I bathed quickly, the warm water doing little to shake the strange feeling settling in my chest. Something told me today would be more stressful than I expected.When I stepped out, fresh clothes were already folded neatly beside the bed. Rowan had changed too, dressed in dark leather, looking every bit the warrior prince.We packed the few belongings we had and stepped outside.“Raven,” Rowan said, watching me carefully. We’re running the whole way. The faster we get there, the better.”I nodded. “Okay.”Rowan shifted first, his large silver wolf stretching bef
The Queen POV Far from the lands of Crescent Silver Pack…The throne was carved from obsidian and bone, jagged like teeth, rising high above a floor of polished black stone that reflected firelight in eerie, flickering shadows. A heavy silence sat over the chamber, broken only by the soft hum of something ancient. At its center, she sat.A woman of such breathtaking beauty that even the torches seemed to bend toward her, desperate for her attention. Her skin was smooth and pale as moonlight, untouched by time. Long, ink-dark hair cascaded around her shoulders, and she combed it with slow, graceful movements, each stroke like a ritual. Her fingers were delicate, but something about them whispered of ruin.Her eyes—green like the heart of a forest in spring—were striking, mesmerizing… and completely dead. No warmth or mercy showed in them. She looked down at the small white flower growing from the stone floor. It was the only sign of life in the darkroom—delicate, its petals just
Asher’s POV“We’ve been through this over and over again,” I snapped, my voice echoing off the stone walls. The priestesses speak in riddles no one understands. It’ll be the same this time.”"What's the need ?"Ansel rubbed his temples, jaw tight with frustration. “Then what do you suggest we do, Asher?”"Speak!"I paused. The truth was bitter in my mouth. “We don’t have a choice anymore. "We need answers, and they’re the only ones who might give us something real.”He didn’t argue, but the silence between us was taut, stretched to its limit—until the doors burst open.A guard stumbled in, sweat slick on his brow, eyes wide with alarm.“I—I’m sorry to interrupt, Your Highness, but… there’s something you must see now.”Ansel’s patience snapped. “What? Speak plainly, for God’s sake.”But the guard was already turning, leading us through the halls at a frantic pace. We stepped out into the courtyard—And the world stopped spinning.They stood there like shadows returned from the dead.Ke
Raven POV When I didn’t say anything, his hand came up, fingers curling gently—but firmly—around my neck. Not enough to hurt, but enough to make my breath catch.He pulled me closer, his eyes locked onto mine like a challenge.And then he kissed me—rough, hungry, like he was claiming every part of me I’d tried to keep hidden. Like silence was permission.My hands braced against his chest, unsure if I was pushing him away or holding on tighter.But I didn’t stop him.I couldn’t.His lips were on mine, pulling, tugging, stealing the very breath from my lungs. Heat surged through me in dizzying waves, my hands tangled in his damp hair as the sound of the running shower echoed around us like a rhythm only we could hear.“I want you so much, Raven,” he murmured against my lips, his voice hoarse, thick with longing. His hands cradled my face like I was something fragile, precious.My eyes met his, steady despite the storm inside me. “Then take me,” I whispered, the words falling from my l
Raven POV I walked out of the temple with Rowan still holding my hand.“Rowan?” I asked softly. “Yes?” His brows were still furrowed, deep in thought, his thumb unconsciously brushing against my skin.“I’ve heard that prophecy before.” His gaze snapped at mine. “Really? You have?”I nodded slowly. “I don’t know where exactly… but it felt familiar. "Like an echo from a dream, or something I once read but forgot.” I exhaled, frustration tightening in my chest. “A lot of things are so difficult to understand right now.”Rowan’s jaw clenched, but his voice remained calm. “We can’t do anything just yet." Not until we know more.”He gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. “Let’s stay here for the night. We’ll rest, gather our strength, and continue our journey tomorrow. I’ll make sure someone comes back here to help these people—whatever help we can give.”“Okay,” I said quietly, watching him. “It seems like so many are suffering… and we didn’t even know.” I paused, guilt tightening like a
Raven POV We kept walking through the town.My heart ached with each step, sinking deeper with every sunken face, every hollow stare that met mine. The air itself felt heavy—grief and hopelessness clinging to it like fog.Children with dirt-smudged cheeks huddled beside shuttered stalls, their eyes too old for their small faces. Women clutched their cloaks tighter, whispering to each other in low, defeated voices. And the men… the men didn’t even look up. Like they had already given up.We turned a corner.A shout rang out, followed by a sharp thud.My eyes snapped toward the alley, where two older boys shoved a younger one against the wall. His clothes were torn, a thin stream of blood trailing from his lip.“Hey!” I yelled before Rowan could stop me. Fury surged up like wildfire as I stormed forward. “Let him go!”The boys froze.They turned slowly, eyes raking over me with something between amusement and disbelief. One of them stepped forward, looking cocky, sizing me up like I
Ansel POV The throne room was eerily quiet, except for the faint crackling of torches lining the stone walls. The air was thick with tension, and the guards kneeling before me could feel it. My patience was razor-thin, and they all knew it.Raven was gone.Not locked away. Not under watch. Not dragged from her room kicking and screaming.She had simply vanished.I sat on the throne, hands clasped in front of me, gaze heavy on the men before me. My voice was calm when I spoke.“Tell me again,” I said, “how an unmarked she-wolf walked out of my palace without a single one of you noticing?”The men stiffened, none daring to meet my eyes.“She was seen walking the halls last night,” one of them answered, voice strained. “She always wandered before bed—no one thought anything of it.”“Then when did she leave?” I asked.A pause.“By morning, she was gone.”A slow exhale left me as I leaned back in my seat. My fingers drummed against the armrest, a measured rhythm that only I understood.Th